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Roth was just a complete newbie to the world of homosexuality. Craig let out a light chuckle at that, “we do aim for a G-spot, or "P-spot." It's the prostate. We're not just sticking it in to stick it in, or maybe, okay sometimes, we are, but usually there's a goal involved. Maximum pleasure comes from stimulating the prostate, which can be intensely satisfying and lead to a more fulfilling orgasm.” “So, Craig, do you have some tips for our gay men to stimulate more pleasure through their sex lives?”

“Milk my fingers like the public fucktoy you are.” I couldn’t help it. My walls tightened hard around his three fingers as he curled them viciously against my G-spot. A fresh gush of wetness squirted out around his hand, soaking my thighs even more. The smell of my arousal was faint but unmistakable in the humid bus air — at least to me. The old man smirked. He gave my left ass cheek a hard, open-palmed smack under the skirt. The sharp crack cut through the noise. My plump, milky ass rippled from the impact, the sting blooming hot across my skin.

The locker room had become a prison of steam, sweat, and unrelenting lust. Alex could barely stand after the shower marathon, his legs shaking violently as residual cum continued to trickle down his inner thighs despite the water. His hole felt ruined—puffy, sore, and strangely empty now that Jax had finally pulled out. Every breath sent a throb through his overstimulated body, his prostate hypersensitive from the repeated poundings. The hot water had long since washed away most of the visible evidence, but the deep ache inside him remained, a constant reminder of how thoroughly he had been claimed.

I wonder how gay people make love, never have I ever been attracted to any man other than Ethan. I instantly g****e 'How do gay people make out?' I see pictures, videos, and GIFs of men kissing, groping, and grinding nakedly. Oh god. I click on one of the links, the site is full of gay p**n with weird titles; Shakespeare in lust. Once upon a time in cock-tale. Tales of the dark hole. Star Trek: The next penetration. I cringe as I read their titles, but I scroll down anyway. Curiosity takes me to the amateur category.

Lustre moaned, not just from the kiss, but from the way his hands gripped her hips, holding her like he owned every part of her from throat to thigh. He tasted like ash and spice, his tongue demanding and wild. She didn’t realize she’d pressed her body flush against his until she felt the hardness straining beneath his tailored slacks, thick and pulsing with heat. He growled, low and guttural, breaking the kiss to drag his nose along her jaw. “You smell like heat. Like you’re ready to burn.” Lustre’s fingers found the open collar of his shirt and pulled. Hard. Buttons scattered like broken promises. His chest was pure heat and sinew, marked with scales that shimmered in candlelight. “Then ma

“Clean it up slut.” Sophia opened her mouth next and he shoved inside her deep, fucking her throat until she gagged and drooled all over her tits. He spat in to "Making it earlier for you slut" Riley and Amara watched silently in total awe and disgusting. Heat building in between each of their legs. “Good. Now the others. Show them their place.” He made Sophia crawl over and kiss Riley’s pussy first, then Amara’s. Forced lesbian shit. The girls didn’t fight it anymore. They spread their legs and let Sophia lick while Daniel stroked himself.

He slid his hand lower, his fingers teasing the seam of my pussy, making me shiver violently with anticipation. "Please..." I was pleading now, my hips grinding against his hand, wanting so much more, needing him to just... take. He smirked against my skin, his fingers continuing to torment me, never quite giving me what I needed. But then, in one swift, calculated motion, he hooked his fingers into the waistband of my panties and slid them down. I helped him, kicking them off, leaving me completely exposed to his gaze. He didn't waste a second. He slowly dipped two of his fingers inside my heat, curling them immediately to find that sensitive spot deep within me.

I nodded lightly, and he smiled. Holding my neck and a little of my breath, he hit deep against my uterus. His cock set me on fire and made the walls of my core open for him. Everything became his. The horniness corrupted me. The fetish of being restrained, of having something rough, but controlled, left me with my head spinning and a smile in my mouth. I had never let a man do that to me. I've never had enough confidence or desire. But, fuck, Pablo was another story.

I came over and over for a long time, with my face still in T's soft crotch and stomach. It was over, so intense… J's big beautiful meat was limp now and he slid out of my ass. Afterwards I got on my knees and kept sucking off T. He masterbated when he was close, stuck his cock back in my mouth and filled it up with his hot cum. I swallowed all that. We all felt so nice getting dressed and walking back to our vehicles. It felt like I was enjoying some kind of special secret doing this, something that only gay guys get to do.

Marcus stared in wonder as Jeremy stuck out his tongue and ran a full, lresssing swirl around his tip, tasting his precum and swallowing. Her jerked as the pressure sent waves of pleasure coursing through his veins, his ass muscles tightening. He reached down and flattened his palms behind Jeremy’s head, urging his head back down. “Go on,” he whispered, his eyes dark and heavy, “I love the way your mouth feels around my cock.” These dirty words aroused Jeremy even more, and he drove the cock into his mouth, until it hit the back of his throat. An even louder groan skipped out of Marcus’s mouth, his eyes rolling backwards. “Fuck, baby. That hit the spot.”